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* [[Body Horror]]: In ''spades''.
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* [[Book Ends]]: {{spoiler|Human feels desolated, gets horny, and considers bestiality.}}
* [[Book Ends]]: {{spoiler|Human feels desolated, gets horny, and considers bestiality.}}
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* [[Break the Cutie]] Gardevoir.
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Latest revision as of 01:06, 27 July 2020

"Will you do anything for me?"

Rectified Anonymity is a story written by David Garrett in an attempt to, well, rectify his anonymity.

It concerns the adventures of a young Pokémon trainer named David, who finds himself miles away from home in the middle of a massive rainstorm. His umbrella broken and his spirits flagging, he calls out his Gardevoir to keep him company.

The story then becomes very disturbing, very, very quickly.

The fanfic gained notoriety in the Pokémon fanbase for its graphic violence, disturbing sex scenes, and its misclassification of Gardevoir's type. in fact, one of the sites that hosts it initially refused quite strongly to do so, eventually putting it up with a very large disclaimer. It rivals Agony in Pink and Chibi Usa's Seventh Birthday in terms of violence, shock and brutality. You can read it here, though we should warn you -- it's not for the faint of heart or the currently at-work.


Tropes used in Rectified Anonymity include:

"Shut the fuck up you old bastard and get the fuck over here, her mouth isn't going to fuck itself!" David shouted, forcing his voice above that of nurse Joy's.

Rain spattered across the sand, causing a deafening roar, like that of a hundred semis crashing into each other in apocalyptic glory. The crack of thunder split the insanity, and wind swept it up into a cacophony of natural horror.